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Touch my arm With your ghostly hands, Do me harm Though leave me desperate, My lips, desiccate, And forever, I will wait. Breathe out gently Caress my sensual neck; Do attend me, And open wide my eyes, revel in my sighs; But make me not despise. Curve your lips, Flash me wanton smiles. My hand grips, Though your hand’s not there, Clutch at empty air; Lips brush shoulders bare. Whisper secrets Make my own lips curve No regrets Do not think again, Leave me to my pain; Let my heart not wane. I need thee Know that I know you Let me see The eyes that burrow mine You seem almost divine, But know that I am thine.